We have perhaps seven Nativity sets from all over the globe set up through the house and this may be why my six-year-old son chose to draw a very detailed Nativity scene in pencil and crayon this evening. We have Mary, Joseph, Jesus-sleeping-in-a-manger, a shepherd, three wise men and a sheep, all nicely arranged under a possibly rather sketchily angular but perfectly adequate stable canopy. He forgot the star.
Or did he replace it?
With a rather impressionistic drawing of a lean, snarling, crouching thing poised to leap, on a rocky overhang above the stable.
Oh my. What’s that?! I asked, startled.
Oh, just a hungry mountain lion. It smells Jesus, he said.